4 A Sticky Situation

A STICKY SITUATION "Ick!" came a voice in the darkness. "Judy!" Andrew shouted. "Andrew!" Judy shouted back. Andrew turned off his flashlight and snapped it back on to his belt loop. He grabbed the sticky ropes with both hands and started pulling himself through the goo toward Judy's voice. "Ouch!" Judy yelled. "Oof!" Andrew hollered. Judy and Andrew had clunked heads. "Andrew!" Judy gasped. "First I land on a gigantic blade of grass. Then Harley's nose hovers over me like a humongous spaceship! Next he's

sniffing me up! Now because of you and your stupid Atom Sucker, I'm soaked in nose goo!" meep… "Nose goo called mucus," said Thudd. "Gooey mucus good! If nose not gooey, nose not smell. Tiny pieces come off everything that have smell." Thudd pointed to a picture on his face screen. "Tiny pieces stick to gooey nose cells," Thudd said. "Look!" Thudd pointed to a new picture on his face screen.

"Nose cells send message to dog brain. 'Dead squirrel. Yummy! New dog. Nasty! Oody. Friend!' Harley find Oody cuz he got lotsa gooey nose cells!" Judy frowned. "If I hear one more word about nose goo, I'll take out your batteries, Thudd!" Just then, a huge gust of dog-breath wind whipped toward the back of the nose cave. When it stopped, everything got quiet. "What's going on?" Judy asked. The walls of the nose cave began to quiver. "Uh-oh," said Andrew.

There was an explosion. Andrew and Judy were blasting through the air!